Chapter 1110 The Combat Power of the Demon King of Tibet

Gradually, the divine bird of the Peng clan approached, but the scene froze the expressions of the people present, and saw the demon king sitting on the back of the Peng bird.

Someone's face is gloomy, what's going on? Let Pengniao call for someone, but don't let him call for someone!

"Could it be suppressed by the demon king of the world and used as a mount?" People in the Tibetan world were shocked when they saw the truth. This is a hero of the nine worlds.

The hero of the Peng clan was extremely ashamed, but it was not his fault. Who would have thought that the Tibetan Demon King's combat power would be so superb that he could not match his opponent at all.

Dao Ling's eyes fell on this huge battle platform, a battle platform as large as a hundred miles, which surprised Dao Ling, this scene is not small.

Then, his eyes looked around at these people in the Nine Realms, they were all powerful, especially some existences, Dao Ling felt a kind of pressure, there was a terrible enemy!

People from the Nine Realms are also examining him. Since the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm can make the roc bird return with its feathers, there must be something extraordinary, and I am afraid that he is not an ordinary person.

Dao Ling's eyes were a little surprised, because he saw that there were a few more powerful masters on this side of the Tibetan world, and each of them was very extraordinary.

Among them, the prince's aura is the most powerful, with two small thunder fields surrounding his eyes. He is very powerful, and his thunder god body has been cultivated to a terrifying level. Dao Ling estimates that his current combat power may be stronger than Tianpeng just now .

Then he saw a strange young man with terrifying strength and a mysterious air in his body. He was very extraordinary, probably not weaker than the prince.

Lan Qingyun is also here. This guy's strength has changed a lot, but now he looks very honest.

Dao Ling also saw many people who had never masked their faces, all of them were very powerful. The Tibetan world also killed some Tianjiao in this catastrophe, who can compete with the Tianjiao of the Nine Realms.

But the picture is a bit miserable. There are only about twenty people who can handle it in the Tibetan world, but in the Nine Realms, there are literally hundreds of people!

"Dao Ling, be careful. I can't go to this kind of battle. I have emperor's blood flowing in my body. If it leaks out, I'm afraid it will be directly suppressed by Tianjiao, the seed of the god. I didn't let Qingshui come this time."

Dao Ling's eyes fell on this strange young man. He didn't expect that this person was the Prince of Zhou. He must not want others to recognize him. In fact, Dao Ling didn't know that he had suffered many disasters because of his blood!

The descendants of the great emperor, this is too sensitive, if someone with a heart wants to suppress the descendants of the great emperor, the prince may be lost.

Tibet and the Nine Realms are different,

The avenue is incomplete, so the gap is very large, and the holy war land is full of avenues, it is reasonable for the prince of the Great Zhou to stand up, and even if he can go to the Nine Realms, his strength will become more and more terrifying.

Dao Ling estimated that this is the emperor's bloodline that has begun to show its power!

"Peacock, where are you going to Prince Da Zhou, remember that if it is opened later, don't participate in it." Dao Ling told Peacock the rumor.

"Brother Daoling, I don't want it." Peacock shook her head, she didn't want to hide at this time.

"Don't be stupid, you can't reveal the skills you practice!" Dao Ling said via voice transmission: "Did you forget how the Holy Son saw it?"

Peacock's heart was awe-inspiring. Indeed, if her cultivation technique leaked out, it would be very troublesome. This is the Immortal Phoenix Sutra, which is comparable to the Emperor Sutra.

Although the core part is missing, if she is recognized, she will be in more trouble than Dao Ling.

"Don't hesitate, I feel that the heavy blow battle is about to start, and there are not many people here who can threaten me." Dao Ling took a deep breath and said through voice transmission.

Peacock gritted his teeth, although he was very reluctant, but it is best to let this situation go. If it is exposed, I don’t know how many people will be jealous. Prince Dazhou is an example, because he has the blood of the emperor, who would not want to get the emperor’s blood? Scripture!

How many great emperors have emerged in ancient times? There are only a handful of them.

"You are the devil king of Tibet, come here, I have something to ask you."

Qing Caixia said indifferently, she was followed by a group of servants, and surrounded by a group of arrogance, she was like a star, setting her off extremely noble.

Dao Ling glanced at Qing Caixia and said, "Who are you? What's the matter?"

Qing Caixia's face darkened suddenly, and there was a gloomy look in her eyes. This was the first time she met someone who didn't know her origin.

"Bold, this is Miss Qing Caixia from the Qingyue Royal Family, the junior sister of the Little Sage King, hurry up and salute!" A girl with a gloomy face shouted sharply.

"Who is the little holy king?" Dao Ling narrowed his eyes slightly. Could this be the peak existence of the Nine Realms?

Dao Ling's words directly aroused the anger of the crowd, and the wizards of the Nine Realms were all furious. The Little Saint King is a monument in their hearts, an invincible existence, and the Chaos Girl and Shen Wushuang are listed as the three god seeds of the Nine Realms!

These three are terrifying little giants, even a god can only tremble in front of them, especially the little holy king, who has banned gods!

"Devil King of the Tibetan Realm, you are simply presumptuous. Can you ask the little holy king?" Wanxiang Shenzi said coldly: "If you don't want to die, come here immediately, I have something to ask you too!"

"Who are you? If you fart, let it go!"

Dao Ling stood in the void, facing this group of tiger and wolf masters, he had no fear, but a terrifying aura bloomed, penetrating the heavens and earth, and the charm was shocking.

"God Son of Vientiane Academy!" He walked over and announced his name.

The people of the Nine Realms were excited, the son of Wanxiang was going to make a direct attack, he was really powerful and domineering!

Everyone in the Tibetan world cheered up, wanting to know how powerful the Tibetan Demon King is. So far, the Nine Realms don't know his real combat power.

The divine bird of the Peng tribe sneered. It felt that the son of Wanxiang was looking for death. He was very powerful, but he was not at the same level as the Tibetan Demon King!

"Xingkai, is this the vice president? Seems very arrogant?"

Among the crowd, there was a woman in a star robe. She had silver-white hair and a slender figure, giving off a spotless aura. She stared at Dao Ling with beautiful eyes, and asked a young man next to her with a smile.

"Saint, don't underestimate him, the vice president is very powerful." Xing Kai snorted.

"I think you were beaten to the ground, and the vice-principal yelled." The Saint Son of Star Academy laughed and fell back, trembling wildly.

"Damn it, Xingyue, if you dare to laugh again, don't blame me for being rude!" Xing Kai said with a dark face. This is his older sister, the Saintess Xingyue of Star Academy, who has many suitors.

"If you lose, you lose. Don't quibble. I'll see how I suppress him later and take away the Star Hall." Xingyue smiled slightly.

"Tch, you think you are Qiu Junjun, don't brag here." Xing Kai snorted.

Boom!

A loud noise exploded here, and the battle was much faster than they had imagined. The God Son of Wanxiang was bound to win against the golden bone, and he played with all his strength as soon as he came up!

All kinds of terrifying magical light beams bloomed together, bright and dazzling, and each beam was filled with a terrifying air current.

All kinds of supernatural light beams fused into one furnace, controlled by the Vientiane God Son, forming a terrifying divine seal, the pressed void was riddled with holes, and large black cracks burst out one after another.

"You die for me!"

The son of Wanxiang roared, his long hair fluttered wildly, and with his palm pressing the divine seal, he slammed Dao Ling's head hard!

The eyes of the audience were all wide open, eager to know the true combat power of the number one in the Tibetan world!

But in the end, everyone was shocked, a shadow threw a fist here, and this punch smashed out, cutting off the sky and creating a terrifying abyss!

The fist of Wanxiang Shenzi was smashed alive, and the terrifying punch was pushed upwards, blasting and killing Wanxiang Shenzi's chest, his body almost exploded, and he flew out and coughed up a big mouthful of blood.

The whole audience was silent, someone's face was twitching, and their eyes were full of incredible looks, because the fighting power of the Tibetan Demon King was much beyond their estimation, this is the potential of the god's seed!

"It's kind of interesting." Ying Long's eyes flashed with a light, it was eager to try it, and felt that Dao Ling's body was very strong, it would like to fight him!

But then, its eyes narrowed, and it looked at the maelstrom. There was complete turmoil here, and some terrifying ancient Taoist palaces hung out.